A week later, Ding Ling, who had experienced Mingyue's "hellish" teaching, finally let out a long sigh.

During this week, they had mastered a total of thirty-seven main formations in the Qimen Dunjia Formation.

These formations are either attacking, defending, or stealth, and almost every formation has its own uniqueness.

And when he was in the formation, Ding Ling obviously felt that his momentum and the flow of spiritual power were extremely powerful, and even when the door of death that he was responsible for, that is, the door of the main attack, became the core of the formation, he had the illusion that his earth-shattering sword could even directly open the world!

In this regard, Ding Ling is quite satisfied.

Before leaving, Ding Ling began to explain the specific affairs in the next Void Heaven.

"Hanling, it's up to you to help us guard our house. There is also Xuan Wu, the two of you are now in the highest realm, and the family depends on you. ”

"Scar, don't be busy withdrawing the army first, keep the number as usual, and you have to keep up with the training or something, otherwise if we are hacked, you can also help us take revenge. ”

Listening to Ding Ling's joking explanation, the scar on Scar's face trembled suddenly, and he trembled: "Damn, boss, don't scare me." ”

Saying that, he looked around, and when he found that what was going with Ding Ling was the strongest combat power in the entire Void Heaven, he was shocked again: "Boss, don't scare me! If something happens to you, or you can't come back, what should we do?"

"Cold salad!" Ding Ling smiled, then patted Xiao Wuxian on the shoulder and said, "Old Xiao, you can also help watch more." ”

Xiao Wuxian smiled innocently: "Don't worry, boss, I promise to complete the task!"

Ding Ling nodded, and then looked at Mu Hanling again, he saw that although Mu Hanling was smiling, the worry in his eyes still lingered, and he smiled: "Okay, okay, so many of us must be fine." So I won't arrange any successors, princes or anything. You just wait for us to come back, don't you believe me, don't you believe our Mingyue Niangniang?"

Mingyue was discussing with Bai Qianqian and Feng Bangxue in a whisper, and suddenly heard Ding Ling talking about her, she looked up and threw Ding Ling a big white eye and said, "Don't be poor, let's leave quickly." ”

"That'...... Brothers and sisters, we're really leaving!"

......

Because the golden lotus of the bright moon was put into the sky by her to filter the skylight, the way the group chose was to walk with the sword.

But the swordsmanship, some people are fast and some are slow, especially Ah Youduo, she only learned the swordsmanship slowly when she arrived at Ding Ling's side, not to mention that the speed of her flight is not better than Ding Ling, and she can't even compare to Bai Qian.

So Ding Ling had no choice but to put her on his Xuanyuan Sword.

Soon, they arrived at the camp of the Great Army, which was preparing to be launched.

Entering the camp, and then contacting Elder Wuding, who was waiting in Feisha City to get on fire, a group of people went on the road again.

In the evening, after nearly eight hundred miles of Edgeworth, they finally met the capital of Wuxian Kingdom.

After entering the territory of Wuxian Country, Ding Ling began to subconsciously observe the situation below, and saw that Wuxian Country was far more "civilized" than he imagined. If we look at the farming technology and the living environment of the rural residents alone, the civilization of Wuxian Kingdom has probably evolved to the era of the Ming Dynasty.

And when he entered the national capital, he was even more shocked by the prosperity of the national capital of Wuxian.

It is a huge city with a radius of several kilometers, and a cursory glance shows that it can accommodate a large city with a population of at least one million people.

And the whole capital is unusually prosperous, although there are no high-rise buildings, but the houses on the street are almost two or even three floors. And the streets are bustling with pedestrians.

In the center of the national capital, there is a huge palace.

"This is the king's palace. ”

Elder Wu Ding looked at Ding Ling's expression, and a trace of pride rose in his heart.

Although the country of Wuxian is not as prosperous as the provincial capital that Ding Ling took him to see, compared to the four clan cities at the foot of Ding Ling's mountain, it is really a world of difference.

"We're not going to the palace, are we?"

"Well, we'll take you straight to the temple. ”

As he spoke, Elder Wuding led Ding Ling and his party around the palace and flew towards the rear.

I saw several huge white cranes suddenly flying in the sky, and on the back of each white crane was a wizard who was at least above the Holy Realm.

Elder Wuding took the lead in communicating with these wizards, and then led Ding Ling and the others down to a vacant space below.

After passing through a barrier similar to a spiritual shield, Ding Ling only felt a bright light in front of him.

High!

I saw a towering tower temple appear in front of everyone's eyes. Looking at this temple, Ding Ling seemed to have the illusion that he was looking up at the Oriental Pearl Radio and Television Tower......

"Everyone, please come with me. ”

After landing, Elder Wuding was even more satisfied with the surprised expressions of Ding Ling and the others, he smiled reservedly, and then led Ding Ling and them to the gate of the temple.

The door slowly opened.

Behind the long corridor is a long oval table, and behind it is a throne encrusted with various precious stones.

Above the throne, an old man with a wrinkled face was waiting for Ding Ling and them to arrive with his eyes closed.

When Ding Ling and the others rushed in, the old man opened his eyes, and with just one glance, his gaze stopped on Ding Ling's face.

"His Majesty, the nine have arrived. ”

The Pope's gaze never shifted, he looked at Ding Ling, and the old voice retracted into the main hall: "You have thought about it, enter my palace, and live and die without complaining." ”

Ding Ling's voice rose in his heart: "The old clothes are forcing ......"

Ding Ling smiled dumbly, he arched his hand and said loudly: "Thank you Your Excellency the Pope for doing this, we naturally know." ”

"Then Wu Ding will take you there. ”

The Pope waved his hand, and Fan Er was ready to close his eyes again, but after a moment his gaze stayed on Old Man Guo's body again. I only heard him sigh softly: "That realm fellow, the magic weapon on your body is the Five Dragon Wheel?"

Old Man Guo was secretly angry, but when he heard the Pope naming himself, he couldn't deny it, so he had to smile lightly: "The Pope has a good eye." ”

"The Five Dragons Wheel was mine, but now it seems to be yours...... Let's see how far you can go. The Pope closed his eyes.

Ding Ling glanced back at the Pope again, but he had some doubts in his heart, this Pope is very good...... But he didn't think much about it, and followed Elder Wuding all the way to the outside of another palace gate.

Outside the temple, two warriors in gold armor stared at each other.

Elder Wuding froze, and he said in a deep voice: "On the orders of the Pope, take people to the Seventeen Towers and ask the two wrestlers to open the door!"

The two samurai stood at the door without saying a word, and then each of them had a buckle.

After a few moments, the door slowly opened.

Looking at the marks stepped on by the feet of the two samurai, Ding Ling sighed in his heart.

Damn! This door is more than a thousand pounds! Moreover, what is the place of the Seventeen Towers? Why did Wu Ding Lao'er never say it?

"Let's go in, this is it. ”

Mingyue's voice came from the bottom of his heart, and Ding Ling took a deep breath at the moment, and then stepped in.

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